The God and Demon Murals burst forth with a dazzling radiance, resplendent and intense. The vast divine light cascaded like mercury, spreading in all directions. Endless light converged behind Wang Xiu, forming a colossal phantom that pierced the heavens and the earth. It was a solemn and majestic figure that looked like a vastly magnified Wang Xiu, its eyes closed in silence, enveloping all the surrounding scenery.
"Is that a Divine Soul?" someone exclaimed, sensing that the aura from the phantom behind Wang Xiu was no mere illusion.
"An illusion, perhaps?"
"It's too enormous!" a female Cultivator said in disbelief, covering her mouth.
"My heavens, how can Big Brother's... be this huge?" Zhang Yuge stared, dumbfounded. His Divine Soul involuntarily manifested before him, and he glanced down at his own. It was only the size of his palm, emitting a strange luster—exquisite and miniature.
